You know, everybody has something that they can't deal with or simply can't do. Some can't speak in public, for an example, when they get on stage they become so nervous they freeze like a stone and there isn't coming a word out of their mouth. It's sad to watch. Nobody wants to look like a statue infront of hundreds of people.
My problem is a little bit smaller. And turns around one person. But it seems worser to me than anything. All my life I've been deeling with it. But it's never been this
The temptation to kiss him right there and then was overwhelming. His hands resting on my ass. He squeezed, I moaned. He slapped, I groaned. Everything felt so good, too good.The emberassment was still there though. My head was warmed up to the max. It felt like it was going to explode. But his hands, God his hands. They were magical. I couldn't think straight. Words where out of the picture. And damn it, my brain wasn't working because of his smell.
Would you believe if I told you I tried to kill myself once? Or twice? Would you believe that I cut my wrists open a hundred times and one time just went to far what got me into rhe hospital for two weeks?Well, you shouldn't. 'Cause I never tried, but I'm close to it now. The awkward tension in the room was just to much for me.
I have no idea whats happening to me but there are unicorns involved...And, yes I know, unicorns aren't real... in this universe. Never underestimate the power of the unicorns. I still don't believe in it though. It's just a horse with a weird thing on his head. It's like a human with a tale... oh, nevermind, that's basicly an ape.
He rocked my world. That's one way to say it. But he made me unavailable to any other man, no man will ever be able to satisfy like he did. A man will never be able to overthrow this. This was truly the best I ever had.The king was laying beside me in bed when I woke up. His long blond hair was hanging before his eyes. Those eyes who watched me fall apart under him last night. Under him, on top of him. Infront of him. We did it all. And God was it good.
"Holy shit, girl. That's messed up." Mase and Bonny are sitting infront of me, I just told them everything that happened in the last few days. From the nuts to the fight and I don't mean his balls, I seriously mean the nuts incident."I know, the fact that I liked him seems crazy at the moment. I mean, I still like him, but the way he acted when I said I wanted to go home was so weird. It actually frightened me." I took a sip from the steaming cup of tea infront of me while explaining how I felt
Positive. It can't be positive.I look up at Mase and let the tears flow over my cheeks.Pregnant. Pregnant at eighteen.
Telling him would be the hardest, I didn't expect to see him after our little encounter. It's been a month since I told my parents, which means I'm six weeks along. My baby isn't even the size of a grapefruit yet, so my belly isn't showing yet either. I've been having crazy cravings the past few weeks. Nutella seems to be the biggest one. I e tried everything, strawberries with Nutella, chips with Nutella, literally everything.Harry, mom and dad are forcing me to tell the king that I'm pregnant
I was back at the gates. There were guards at both sides of the gates, standing there like they do at the royal castles. They held a straight face and didn't even look up when the car drove through the gates.Harry drives through the gates and stops when we are at the front door. "You sure you don't want me to come with you, sis?"
Dorian has been inside of me for exactly nine months now. Today is the day that he'll be out of my belly for the first time in his life.I'm already laying in a hospital bed, the only thing covering me is a hospital gown. Denjiel is standing beside me and our families are waiting outside in the waiting room.
It's been a month since Carella has returned to Sicily. She calls me on a regular base. She tells me about her day and I'll tell her about mine, mostly complaining about my huge belly, my aching back and my swollen ankles.She told me she has seen Roman a few times in the street, most of the time wakling with an other girl attached to his arm. The pain that is present in her voice whenever she talk about Roman makes me want to crawl fly over to Sicily and take her in my arms.
Carella has been staying in one of the guestrooms for nearly three months now. Saying she couldn't possibly return to her apartment in Sicily. Afraid she might run into a certain person who caused her heart to break into a million shards.Denjiel explained to me that Carella moved to Sicily when she turned 18, going to an art school there. She bought a small apartment and went to live there for four years, or so she thought.
"So, a son huh?" I grin up at Denjiel.I'm actually quite ecstatic about the idea of welcoming a little prince into this world. Of course I was angry at Denjiel, because he promised he wouldn't tell me the gender, but he did. Even though it was through a stupid slip up, it still angered me. I was already riled up about the fact that I couldn't get out of this castle without him by my side and guards nearby, him accidently telling me the gender angered me even more. I accepted it now, I was actua
The pain I felt in my chest was unbearable. I could barily step into the guestroom before I broke down in hysterical sobs.I already regret walking away from him. I already regret not stepping into his arms and forgive him for his foolish words.Wh
The way Denjiel's eyes shone when I told him I loved him back was euphoric. I've never seen someone's eyes light up that much and that fast.After we declared our love in the middle of the ballroom, everybody applauded, to my utter shock. I was amazed by the genuine smiles in the crowds and the congratulations for my pregnancy. All these people here were so kind and genuinely nice. I truly had nothing to worry about as Denjiel had said.
"You look stunning, sis." I look at Harry through the mirror and smile at him. He's wearing a black tux which made him swoonworthy - as Bonny said.Harry, Bonny, Mase and Brace all arrived about an hour back. Mase and Bonny finally got to meet Delilah and they totally hit it off. The three of them all still gushing over our outfits on my bed, all wearing beautiful dresses with matching heels and acessories.
"What should I wear? Something that doesn't make me look cheap or slutty, something classy looking, something that will leave a good impression." I sigh and let myself fall on the bed, tumbling in a pile of dresses. "I have to make a good impression. Help me." I beg Delilah with my eyes as I pout her way."I'm trying!" She laughs at my expression and falls down beside me on the bed. "Close your eyes." She whispers and I do so without questions asked. "Picture yourself next to Denjiel, standing i
"Would you like to know the gender?" Dr.Bright says, as she puts the cold creme on my stomach.You can see a small bump whenever I get rid if my shirt or my dress. But whenever I'm wearing something, it always covers it up, no matter how thight it is. I was worried if the baby wasn't growing healty enough, but Dr.Bright said that it's perfectly normal and that a lot other woman experience the same.